O World Your Time Is Up Poem by Etienne Charilaou

O world your time is up!

Oh, if only it were so.

But all good things come to those who wait.

Oh, I am going away
to sunlit beaches far away
on the other side of the world
on an island pearled
and sweet, I'll take my seat
with cool drink in hand,
music of a calypso band,
I will smile in mirth
at tired, old Earth.

Like ripened fruit from a tree
I too will fall quite free,
and spend my time in eternity -
You'll see! You'll see!